Luyện nghe bài hát Ain't Nuttin' Personal

Kill kill

How many killas you got on mother fuckin pay roll nigga?
Snoop Dogg, C-Murder, and Silkk the
No (biatch)

Nigga nigga I'ma
Ride G's
And keys over seas by the three's
Keep an eye on my
Snoop and
In da of the Lac
that AK
In da blue tint, a infer-red
Mother fucker gonna die
That's why I weed, get high tonight
'cause No Limit soldier
With TRU datted in
I went to jail for years, for movin, burnin da
murda, kill kill
If you put me in
I trippin noo
No niggaz no strangers
I'ma tank till im history
Making playa hatas into a mother memory
So throw'em up if you a
And Dogg pass tha mother fucking dolja
I know you fucking feel me
C-murder aint gonna die, till a nigga kill me

x2]


Ain't nut'in tru
See it's all respect


Im never got
Keep my on the dash

Now, how niggaz you know that can fuck around
And die and back
They get up with the number one rap label
And rap, that
Shit I be duplicated
But I'm highly hated
And I been
And I thank god that I made it
Fated many niggas, to get one back
Remember im that nigga
That put rap on the map
Never craps, five duices
Mix that moet, white star, with them juices
I hang out with niggas
Like Silkk and
TRU niggas, do
you niggas
Ghetto ass, lower
Never to blast
And im so about my hustlin
to have my cash
Can you if I was broke
Shit I be bustin no raps
Id have my strap, running up in door
Takin all your dough and gold and your cars
'cause big snoop Dogg, Aint no mother rap star
See ima gangsta(gangsta) and you a notch(you a notch)
And you a sucka(bitch ass nigga), and I
Im in my army fatigue
Blowing on trees
In the navigator, and keep the heat for them hatas

x2]

[Silkk the
Now look at murda, murda,
And this kill, kill,
This shits
strapped and capped, to get pealed
And mama always me
If you aint down to with god
to die with god
You aint no mother soldier
No limit datted on my back and my
'cause ima fucking fool
Uhhh, me love
'cause when I make music with thugs, I moves
Well im coming out
I was out large
this guy named van
I bring the
Look everybody out stars
See now me, C, and Snoop in da
In da house thinking loop
I niggas
Rap isnt bad, I blast'em, So I ask'em, I shoot
Just a young bout raising hell and makin mail
If you a
I told you I was making shit on bail (that's cool)
Back up nigga, cant flame shit like drugs
And see ima nigga, im gonna hang like a
Bang that shit like it was crips and
Now deal nigga
up in my fatigue
Cant me down
Don't even my nigga Snoop
If you a now
Do ya think bitch
For tank bitch
I stay quick and
And I got No Limit scattered on my fucking
That's why I do so much